Starting the apartment hunt for a new place for me and my gf......... Rave: It's only May, but I have already found a number of great places that meet what we are looking for. Rant: It's May, which means people aren't keen on signing a lease with someone moving in on August 1st. I get it. They want that extra couple of months in rent, but turning down a solid lead seems dumb to me. One place that I found is practically perfect. June 1st start date however. I let her know my move in date and the agent tells me to check back in a few weeks. It's been a week and a half and the price has dropped twice in that time period. Like I said, I get wanting that extra 3-4 grand altogether, but god damn. You could have had me locked in at a higher rate nearly two weeks ago. If it drops again, I'm just gonna email the agent again and (conditionally) offer a price in between what they will be offering at that point and the original price to see if I can get any traction.
Rant: I've been having several nightmares almost every single night so far this year. I've been so frustrated and confused because, while some of them are obviously inspired by the news or things I've watched, it's not like I'm personally going through a hard time or in a bad place emotionally/mentally or something else that I figured would warrant constant nightmares. Then, a couple weeks ago, I was on a date with a neuroscientist-turned-journalist who often studied/wrote about dreams, which is something I'm interested in regardless, so I was asking him all these questions and at one point he was talking all about the connections between the REM cycle and dreams and I had the most annoying epiphany ever. My dad got me a new mattress as a birthday present back in January, so I've been sleeping on a good mattress for the first time since I lived at home in high school, and it's not like I got to pick out the mattress for my childhood bed so really this is the first mattress tailored for what I like that I've ever had. And so this is the first time I've been steadily sleeping through the night in a deep, restful sleep pretty much ever. So I'm pretty sure the only reason I've only had occasional nightmares before is that I simply wasn't staying deeply asleep long enough for me to even have them all that often and now that I am my DUMB. MEAN. BRAIN. is just a nightmare machine in its natural state. But hey, at least I finally feel rested for the first time each morning as I shake off the anxiety and nausea caused by the last nightmare I was having right before I woke up. Goddamn.
Rave: I never have the work radio(hand held com ones) on cause it is annoying and I don't need to listen to it. Someone came into the store room and had his on and this was what was heard "we have a can with a hole in the top and it has umm lady under garments in it umm, could we get someone to patch it please"
RANT: Hit 90 here today. The external condenser on my AC is old and shitty and has failed, and it will take me a period of days to get one here and installed. I have sweat on my sweat, which is wet with sweat. Bah.
RAVE: Just got invited to the Indy 500 with our company president. I'm going to be in Indy anyway, so it works out perfect.
Rant: I got fired yesterday. Apparently my idiot (ex)boss had one last trick up his sleeve. Rave: Second interview this morning for a different company which comes with a tentative 50% pay increase. Christ, self, don't fuck this one up.
Rave: Brand new iPhone 6S. Goodbye, Samsung, and thanks for almost two whole torturous years. Never again.
RAVE: Putting in an offer for a house today. This is only the 2nd house we've put an offer in on since we've been looking 8 months ago. We're pretty particular about what we want Possible RANT: Got out bid by $20k on the last house we were excited about and it could very well happen again. The housing market is insane out here again. (Northern California) RAVE: Just found out that it's between us and one other bidder. Odds are looking better
Rant: Went to see mom this weekend. For an update, since the stroke, her dementia has increased to where often than not, she doesn't recognize dad, my brother or I. After my dad had to restrain her from trying to climb out of a window we've had to place her in a 24hr care facility. I know its for the best and safest for her, but I still feel like a shitbag for it.
Rant: Job hunting Bigger rant: Over a year later and my face still doesn't work. I have never regained full nerve control, so I can't blink, smile, whistle etc. Ramsay Hunt Syndrome is now permanent I guess. Bigger rant continued: My dad called me and asked me how the job hunting was going. Then he asked me how my face was doing. Me: Not good. Actually worse in some ways. The nerves have grown back some, but did so incorrectly (synkenisis) so now when I try to raise my eyebrows or flare my nostrils and a few other things the left side twitches. My dad: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Well maybe you can go be the freak show at the circus. HAHAHAHAHAHAH Jfc. What an asshole.
Rant: We seemed awfully broke the last couple of months, no money going into savings, kinda scraping by. Sure I had to fix and service cars and boat and rv, but it just didn't add up. So I checked all our bank accounts, and while I've been doing all that and buying food and such, it looks like my wife spent over $1,000 just this month playing a phone game. I know it was her because she kept transferring money to that account so it didn't overdraft. This fight is going to be epic. I'm going fishing, in the damn rain cause it's fucking raining, to try and calm myself.
RAVE: They accepted our offer. Barring anything weird happening, I'll be dipping my nuts into my pool when its 110* out here.
Updated Rant: I haven't said anything to her about this. I know how the fight would go. I was just going to wait until we got paid again and calmly tell her to tighten up her spending, we have goals we need to save for. Last night, without any provocation from me, she admitted that it was her fault money was tight. However, she lied, gave me two reasons, neither of them were true according to the bank statements.
rant- For what ever reason my sleep last night wasn't restful and I am a fucking zombie today. Rant 2- Just got another job rejection after what I thought was a really good in person interview. The lady was nice enough to call herself but as usual won't give any specifics on anything I might do to improve myself in the future. So I'm 0/3 from the last batch of jobs. It gets depressing. Added Rant: I had met a girl a month or so ago. We vibed super well, first night turned into a Sunday funday outing the next day. I had noticed one of my friends flirting with her as he is one to do. I pulled him aside and mentioned giving me some room as this type of situation doesnt come up for me very often. Still I figured he had gotten her number too because she had started a new job as a food and beverage director at a big hotel downtown and he's in wine sales. You can see where this is going. She ended up ghosting me within the week, which stings enough as it is. This Saturday night Im out with my friend and he mentions they had been talking and she wants to hang out with him... Fucking hurts.
Rave: Had a great weekend at a friend's bachelor party and then wedding down in DC and Virginia Beach. The other groomsmen were all cool and there was zero drama. Rant: Nearly lost my nephew in a park on Saturday. I was watching him while my sister and wife were watching my niece. I was playing with him, turned around and he just disappeared. A wave of panic I've never had before ensued immediately. I found him about 20 seconds later, about 50 feet away just out of my line of sight, but Christ was that scary.
Rave: Didn't fuck it up. Signed my new offer this morning. 51% pay raise, bitches. Time for some celebratory anal.
Rave: el husband is chain sawing shit for me while I'm at work. That means I don't have to do it. Yesssssss.
RAVE: Holy Shit. TOOL was freaking amazing last night! Danny Carey drum solo......that is all. RANT: That is probably the last show they'll ever play here. I have no idea why I waited so long to go see them.
Rant: I got part time work since my benefits ran out and my job search has yielded nothing. Easy work at my gym, few hours, low pay. Somehow after months of tip top sleep. My second day is tonight, I awoke last night with the same weight on my chest feeling of insomia anxiety. So Ive been a half assed zombie al today. I feel terrible knowing I can get right back to this sluggish bullshit with even the slightest hint of responsibility regarding work the next day. Rave: In general my anxiety is way down and the med levels and therapy has been helping in the CBT area. Ive noticed a very marked improvement in getting past the morning anxiety/rumminating that has bogged me down in the past.